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In the morning, the alarm clock rang twice, Lin Ning and Yu Zetian had finished washing, while Zhou You and Song Ji were still in bed.

Last night Song Ji put down his phone and it was not until 11:[-], but he lay on the bed and couldn't fall asleep, staring at the ceiling, and he didn't know how long it took before he closed his eyes in a daze.

"Zhou You! Get up quickly, you're going to be late." Lin Ning climbed on Zhou You's bed and patted the bulging thing on the bed.

Zhou You half-opened his eyes and sat up as if he was sleepwalking. Seeing that Song Ji was still sleeping in the bed next to him, he worried about waking someone up: "Song Ji, wake up!"

He muttered: "How can this person stay in bed better than me."

As soon as Song Ji opened his eyes, he saw Lin Ning clinging to the head of the bed, and he said with a half smile, "Ah Song, it's time to get up."

Song Ji shuddered when he heard Lin Ning choking his voice through the mosquito net.

The two bedridden people obediently stood on the sink brushing their teeth, Zhou You filled his mouth with toothpaste and asked Lin Ning, "Yu Zetian is gone?"

Lin Ning was helping Song Ji and the others pack their professional books: "He got up earlier than my alarm clock."

Zhou You really admired people who got up early, and sighed: "It's really awesome."

Lin Ning glanced at his phone, then turned around and went to the cabinet to get three bottles of milk: "In the morning, if you are late for the associate professor's class, you will fail the subject. It's too late to have breakfast, so let's drink some milk pads first."

Zhou You splashed water on his face, "Thank you, Ning Zi."

Song Ji said, "I'm lactose intolerant so I won't drink it."

"Then don't eat anything?" Zhou You asked, "Can you bear the three classes in the morning?"

"I'll buy a bottle of yogurt downstairs later." Song Ji hung up the washcloth, "Go to the classroom first, don't wait for me."

Lin Ning held the straw in his mouth and said, "Then let's reserve a seat first."

Song Ji raised his hand to show he knew.

After Zhou You and the others went out, they ran into the dormitory next door, and after asking about their health, they went downstairs together.

Song Ji took a picture of himself in the mirror, the dark circles under his eyes were a little obvious, there were a lot of red bloodshots, and his spirit was visibly sluggish.

He has slight myopia and usually wears contact lenses, but today his eyes were a little swollen, so he put on framed glasses and a mask.

There is a small supermarket downstairs in the boys' dormitory. It is close to class time, and there are not many people in it.

Song Ji walked to the freezer, looking for the yogurt he usually drank, but he couldn't find it after searching, and finally found the only bottle in the corner.

Song Ji's eyes lit up, and he raised his hand to put the bottle of yogurt in his pocket. Just when his hand was ten centimeters away from the bottle of yogurt, a hand appeared behind him and took the yogurt down.

He had an indirect wake-up qi, which he didn't emit when he was in the dormitory, but now he was stimulated and had a faint seizure.

Song Ji gritted his teeth and uttered a dirty word, then changed hands for another brand of yogurt.

When he turned around, he found that it was Jiang Zhilu who took his yogurt, Song Ji got a headache when he saw him.

Coupled with the reason why he was so restless and unable to sleep last night, Song Ji began to feel irritable again, but after thinking about it, it seemed that there was nothing he could do about it.

After Song Ji stared at the yogurt in Jiang Zhilu's hand for a while, he accepted the reality and went to the front desk to pay.

Wearing a mask and glasses, he might not even recognize his mother when he walks out on the street.

There were still 10 minutes before class time, Song Ji strode towards the training building.

After walking for more than ten seconds, Jiang Zhilu appeared in Song Ji's peripheral vision.

The two always kept a distance, but Song Ji couldn't help but glanced at Jiang Zhilu, only to see that the other party unscrewed the peach yogurt he was thinking of.

There was a faint smell of peaches in the air.

He glanced at the plain yogurt in his hand.

lost.

Jiang Zhilu handed the yogurt in front of Song Ji, and Song Ji looked up at him in bewilderment.

"Don't you want to drink?" Jiang Zhilu asked.

The strong peach smell rushed over, Song Ji denied: "No."

Jiang Zhilu nodded: "Oh, you've been peeking at me... thinking you wanted to drink."

Can you make a good sentence.

"Do you like peach flavor?" Song Ji asked.

Song Ji saw Jiang Zhilu tighten the yogurt bottle and put it back.

"I don't like it, this is the only flavor left."

He added: "Just now I heard you scold me."

Song Ji: "?"

At this moment, Song Ji seemed to fully understand what it meant to be seen from a distance but not to be played with. He found that Jiang Zhilu seemed to understand something different from what he understood.

Song Ji wanted to explain what happened just now, but he didn't know that the other party's pace started to quicken. Song Ji looked up at the clock on the top of the training building, and it was 5 minutes before the class time.

One minute before class time, the two entered the classroom.

Shen Yu waited for Jiang Zhilu until the flowers were all withered, and waved violently when he saw someone coming.

After a class meeting, the boys and girls in the class got closer. Sitting next to Shen Yu was Wang Youting and her roommate.

Shen Yu stood up and prepared to give up his position, which was obviously an act of acting as a middleman in striking up a conversation.

In the same row as Shen Yu, next to Lin Ning and the others.

Song Ji knew what Shen Yu wanted to do at a glance, surpassed Jiang Zhilu and walked directly to the seat next to Zhou You to sit down.

There are two roommates on the right side of Shen Yu, and they need to stand up to make room.

Jiang Zhilu followed Song Ji, passed by Shen Yu's row and said to the roommate who had just stood up, "You don't need to stand up, I'll sit in this row."

After speaking, he sat next to Song Ji.

Seeing Jiang Zhilu sitting in the other row, Shen Yu was a little anxious: "Hey, Jiang Zhilu..."

Before he had time to say anything, the associate professor entered the classroom with the bell ringing.

Song Ji watched Jiang Zhilu sit directly next to him, and exchanged yogurt with him.

"I left in a hurry and forgot my pen, can you lend me a pen?" Jiang Zhilu asked.

"You can borrow." Song Ji took out a pen from his pocket and poked at the peach-flavored yogurt on the table, "What does this mean?"

Jiang Zhilu took the pen from Song Ji's hand: "I haven't drunk it."

Of course Song Ji knew he hadn't had a drink, after all he sneaked a peek all the way.

Jiang Zhilu unscrewed the plain yogurt and took a sip.

Now I can't change it back.

"Students, let's sign in for the first class." The associate professor said, "You all have downloaded xx software, right?"

The students said in unison: "Down."

The associate professor drew a sign-in gesture on the blackboard: "The time limit is 2 minutes, hurry up and sign in."

It was the first time for the students to use the software to sign in, and there were bursts of discussions in the classroom.

After signing in for Song Ji's classroom, there was still time left, so he opened Weibo, clicked on Jiang Yanzhi's personal chat, and signed in.

He quickly browsed around Chaohua, and found that his post was upvoted by new fans.

All of them are stage photos with added essence, and the one that has been dug deepest is the infield photo of Jiang Yanzhi being invited by a big name to participate in the new season show a month ago.

The new comments are all screaming.

Song Ji accidentally clicked on a photo, and the little idol's model figure with long legs and wide waist appeared on the screen.

"The person on the poster last night?"

Song Ji heard the person next to him ask.

His fingers swipe across the screen, and another photo appears: "Yes."

Song Ji handed the phone in Jiang Zhilu's direction, and asked, "Are you handsome?"

Jiang Zhilu pursed his mouth into a straight line, took another look and said, "Normal."

Song Ji smiled: "I think it's quite handsome."

The associate professor stopped signing in on the podium: "Okay, let's start the class."

Song Ji and Jiang Zhilu are in two different states of listening to the class. One is leaning on the backrest and looking at the content on the blackboard in a serious manner, while the other is sitting upright and thinking in circles with a pen in his hand.

Song Ji looked at the back of Jiang Zhilu's half of his head, and the classmate he dreamed of in high school actually came true in college.

Unbelievable.

His thoughts jumped faster, and the next second——

The hair looks a little hard, but it would be nice to touch it.

Zhou You is a typical student who speaks gossip in class. He scratched his head in distress: "What is this talking about? I can't understand a word. And why don't you take notes? Isn't it said that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen?"

Lin Ning comforted him and said: "Professional courses are difficult, take your time."

Zhou You turned his head and whispered to Song Ji: "Do you understand?"

Song Ji yawned through the mask, and said with sleepy eyes, "I want to sleep."

Zhou You finally found someone of his own, and cried, "Me too."

Jiang Zhilu saw the classmate next to him who said he wanted to sleep, picked up a pen and circled the knowledge points in the book.

As soon as the get out of class bell rang, Zhou You crawled on the table like a deflated ball: "Why are there still two classes?"

Lin Ning patted him: "Keep down, the associate professor is still up there. Although the speech is dull, he is an authoritative professor of the school."

Jiang Zhilu was called out by Shen Yu, Song Ji looked at the empty seat next door and became absorbed.

"Song Ji, you and Jiang Zhilu are both from Nancheng, did you know each other in high school?" Zhou You asked, "If there are two handsome guys in a school, can you still concentrate on your studies?"

Song Ji came back to his senses: "How do you know that he and I are both from Nancheng?"

"Jiang Zhilu said it last night," Zhou You said.

Lin Ning: "Do you think they knew each other when they met last night? There is more than one high school in Nancheng, okay?"

Song Ji didn't open his mouth to explain to them that he and Jiang Zhilu were in the same school and had studied together for three years, but they hadn't had any interaction in the past three years.

Yesterday was the first time they met in the same class, and it seemed no different from the first time they met.

Except for the meeting at the beginning of class, after Jiang Zhilu and Song Ji chatted for a few words, there was no communication throughout the three classes.

As soon as the three classes were over, Shen Yu got up and walked over: "Ningzi, would you like to go to dinner with us?"

Lin Ning asked several people in the dormitory: "Together?"

Song Ji found out that Jiang Zhilu hadn't returned the pen to him, so he tidied up with his head down and said, "Okay."

Zhou You: "I'm fine."

"I have something to do, go back to the dormitory first." Yu Zetian packed up his things and left.

A group of people followed Shen Yu to the third dining hall. Haida has a total of six dining halls, and the third dining hall is the most luxurious and largest dining hall in the school.

As soon as Song Ji went up the stairs, he heard Shen Yu at the front say: "What a coincidence! You are also in Sanwan, together."

Song Ji looked up and saw the two girls sitting next to Shen Yu in the previous class, looking straight at Jiang Zhilu, who watched Shen Yu acting expressionlessly.

Song Ji chuckled, and Jiang Zhilu was standing beside him, and the laughter happened to be heard.

"You think it's none of your business?"

Song Ji: "?"

Wang Youting asked: "We still have two roommates, can we be together?"

She looked at Song Ji.

Shen Yu agreed immediately: "Yes."

He unceremoniously sold the two handsome guys.

It happened to be 11 o'clock after the third class. There were not many people in the dining hall at this time, and they quickly found a long table by the window where everyone could sit.

Song Ji sat diagonally across from Jiang Zhilu, and directly opposite Yu Miao, one of the roommates Wang Youting mentioned just now.

Song Ji took off the mask he had been wearing all the time, and Yu Miao asked, "Have you caught a cold?"

"No, just wear it casually when you go out." Song Ji said.

Song Ji's voice was very soft and gentle.

Yu Miao blushed inappropriately.

Diagonally opposite.

Wang Youting asked Jiang Zhilu: "Which class did you play the basketball game with yesterday? I have something to do and I didn't go to see it."

Jiang Zhilu said: "A friendly match with the dormitory next door."

Wang Youting asked again: "Did you win?"

Jiang Zhilu: "A draw."

……

Most of the meal was filled with depression and Lin Ning adjusting the atmosphere. The two handsome guys were like a piece of wood, they never took the initiative to ask for a word, their questions and answers were like interviews, and the atmosphere quickly cooled down.

Needless to say, traveling around, I only focus on cooking.

After eating, Shen Yu organized the next activity non-stop: "Do you want milk tea?"

Wang Youting and Yu Miao looked at each other and said, "Okay."

As soon as Zhou You heard the word milk tea, he became excited: "Go, go, go!"

Song Ji's WeChat call rang at this time. He was slightly taken aback after seeing the other party's name. It was Jie Jie from Jiang Yanzhi's Chaohua Anti-Mafia Team.

They usually contact each other through WeChat and rarely talk.

"Jiejie, what's the matter?"

The pronunciation of Jiejie and sister are very similar, and the others were stunned when they heard Song Ji say sister.

Sister and brother love.

For a while, no one spoke and all watched silently.

Jiang Yanzhi was hacked on a large scale by his opponents, and he was listed on the hot searched black entries. The support club needs a picture of the website to increase the number of reposts. Song Ji's website is a big website, and the number of reposts can reach [-]+.

"Okay, don't worry." Song Ji felt the other party's anxiety and comforted her, "I'll post it when I get back."

Speak in a softer, coaxing tone than usual.People misunderstood even deeper.

After hanging up the phone, Song Ji said to Shen Yu: "I won't go, I have something to go back to deal with."

Shen Yu waved his hand and said indifferently: "If you have something urgent, go back quickly, I will ask Lin Ning to pack it back for you."

After Song Ji left, Zhou You looked at Song Ji's hurried back: "It seems to be a sister-brother relationship."

"Will you call your elder sister?" Shen Yu said, "It must be a relationship, and it should have started in high school. Ah, what a beautiful campus love."

Lin Ning pulled Zhou You: "Let's go and buy milk tea."

As soon as Song Ji left, Jiang Zhilu said, "I have something to do and I won't go."

Shen Yu was startled, looking at Jiang Zhilu's ruthless back: "What's the matter with you?"

"It's urgent."

The author has something to say: It is known that a bottle of yogurt is 8 yuan, a pen is 3 yuan (temporary ownership), and a bottle of milk is exchanged for a pen. Jiang Zhilu still makes a loss.